Okay here is my newest iCarly fic: iHave a Sing Off! Basic plot a viewer of iCarly asks Sam and Carly to sing on the webcast. Then viewers will vote and see who sings better! Readers you can vote! I even have a yahoo answers running with this question too. Umm, lets see, oh this is before iOMG.
"So what are you singing in the sing off?" asked a perky Carly to her friend Sam. Who by the way was fishing out a textbook in her locker. Man this place was a pigsty.
"Ugh you were serious about having a sing off?" she said disgusted at the thought of singing. This was supposed to be pure comedy not America Sings. She flipped her long blond hair over her shoulder and looked at the mirror in her locker. Next to the mirror was a picture of her mom and Melanie.
"Of course I am serious about it! It's a great idea I don't know why we didn't think of it sooner," said Carly grabbing her backpack from out of her clean and organized locker.
"I don't know I'm not that good of a singer. Besides who actually wants to hear Freddie singing? I bet he sings like a dying dog and a tortured parakeet," said Sam not actually meaning it. He probably sounded okay but she didn't want Carly to know that.
"Come on Sam it'll be fun, then you won't have to sing at all afterward. I'll make you a pie," she said bribing her friend a bit. That did catch her attention. A lot of attention.
"Chocolate cream pie?" asked Sam pointing her finger at Carly.
"Chocolate cream pie," agreed Carly.
"Deal!" Both of them shook on it agreeing to the sing off and the pie.
"Now we have Carly Shay singing us a song called Dancing Crazy. Come on out Carly!" said Gibby from behind the camera. While Freddie was singing next he was happy to take over the camera. Though he didn't seem to mind the crazy things they did on the show.
I've got a feeling that it's gonna be alright,
We don't know where we're goin' and I don't know where I'm at,
I'm kinda thinkin' I don't like nobody else,
You know whatever happens, I will be right by your side,
You, me in the spotlight,
Running around till the end of the night,
Hot, hot keep it comin',
We can rock out till the early morning,
You, me, going all night,
We don't care who's wrong and who's right,
Hot, hot, keep it comin',
We can rock out till the early morning,
Chorus:
Everybody's dancin' dancin' crazy,
And we never stop, never stop,
Everybody's ragin', ragin' crazy,
Put your hands up,
Put your hands up,
I like you and you like me,
We get together and we're happy,
Did you hear me say that?
Did you, did you, did you hear me say that?
Smack!
And I like the way that we kiss,
You and me together like this,
Did you hear me say that?
Did you, did you, did you hear me say that?
Smack!
Gibby looked shocked that Carly could sing so well. Sam and Freddie only smiled at each other they knew just how well Carly was going to sing. Carly smiled and sat back in the car at the edge of the studio.
"Good job Carly I didn't know you can sing like that!" said Gibby to his friend.
"Aww thanks Gibby," said the chipper Carly.
"Next we have Freddie singing Travis Garland's Airplanes come on Freddie," said Gibby looking at the name. It must have been the earlier version of the song he had heard on the radio. Freddie came out and started to sing a little more medicore.
Could we pretend that airplanes
In the night sky
Are like shooting stars
I could really use a wish right now (wish right now, wish right now)
I'm prayin' that this stairway leads
Somewhere like heavens door and
When you get there don't look down (don't look down, don't look down)
I remember the first day of school
When you walked right next to me
You taught me everything that I know
And you always knew what to say
Time goes on
Now every word in every damn song
Reminds me of your face
You were part of me (you were part of me)
I didn't know everything I've got
Now I know that you are gone
Feel you right here next to me
Though I know that you've moved on
But the hardest thing of all is knowing
I didn't get to say
You were everything (you were everything)
Could we pretend that airplanes
In the night sky
Are like shooting stars
I could really use a wish right now (wish right now, wish right now)
I'm prayin' that this stairway leads
Somewhere like heavens door and
When you get there don't look down (don't look down, don't look down)
Sam and Carly looked a bit impressed at his singing. He wasn't that bad but still good to Carly. Sam was half right about him sounding like a person torturing a parakeet. He wasn't as good as Carly.
"Okay come on up Sam! Let's see how you do compared to Freddie and Carly," said Gibby. All Sam could think about was the pie she was going to get afterward.
